I have always considered myself a tourist in my own country. I go overseas and I boast about Guyana. I scorn Guyanese who would change their accents or talk bad about the country. I laugh at others who don’t know about our history, yet can sing parts of the “Star Spangled Banner”. Again, I say, I always considered myself a tourist in my own country. Why? Some call it foolishness. I call it optimism.
My favourite place to walk in the city is from Stabroek Market, along the Avenue of the Republic. Only there is where I feel the real colonial past of Georgetown, walking in time through this 200 year old City as it now bustles with modernity while paying tribute to its cultural heritage.
The ‘Garden City’ as it was nicknamed takes its canals from the
